A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32 Show Me the Proof

Fixing them with a frosty glare, she snapped, “You wanted to see the proof, right?

“Let’s go.”

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She spun on her heel and led the group straight to a corner of the school grounds, demanding, “This is the spot you’re talking about, isn’t it?”

She locked her eyes onto Mia and her followers.

A flicker of nervousness brushed through the girls, but they gritted their teeth and insisted, “Yeah, right here.”

“This is exactly where you assaulted us, Isabella.”

“See, everyone? It’s so easy for a ball to accidentally fly over to this side. It wasn’t intentional at all.”

They pointed toward a corner of the shaded walkway, playing the victim to the crowd.

The volleyball practice courts were right next door, so by Mia’s logic, it was perfectly plausible for a stray ball to veer off course and land over here.

Following that thread, if Isabella had smashed the ball right back and hurt them, it would look like deliberate retaliation.

As they spun their narrative, the knots in their stomachs began to loosen.

There was absolutely no loophole here.

Isabella had zero chance of clearing her name.

She is completely screwed this time.

The same thought echoed in the minds of the onlookers.

After scanning the layout of the grounds and the position of the courts, even the Disciplinary Committee officers nodded and said, “The layout checks out

With that official endorsement, Mia and her crew immediately putted out then chests, then faces bursting with arrogance.

“Hear that, Isabella? Everyone agrees!”

“You hurt us, plain and simple, so stop trying to squirm out of it!”

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“How can you be so utterly despicable?”

“You’re a compulsive liar, putting on a whole show about having proof!”

“What a shameless country bumpkin with absolutely no upbringing! Just a feral, unreasonable savage.”

Isabella’s gaze turned ice–cold.

She looked at Mia and her friends, her voice flat. “Where exactly were you standing earlier? Point it out.”

Mia scoffed loudly, crossing her arms. “What are you trying to pull now? The facts are right in front of us, you—”

Before she could finish, Isabella’s eyes darkened, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “Point it out.”

Her pitch–black eyes were entirely devoid of warmth, harboring a deep, terrifying abyss that promised absolute ruin.

The moment Mia caught that look, a violent shiver ran down her spine.

She clenched her teeth, stammering out, “W–What do you think you’re doing?”

Realizing she was losing ground, she quickly flared up to mask her fear, barking, “Fine, I’ll show you!

“Let me tell you something, Isabella, lose the attitude! I’m going to make you apologize to me in front of the entire school!

“You’ve gone way too far!”

Huffing in anger, she jetted her finger toward the spot where they had supposedly stood.

To make her lie sound more believable, she deliberately pointed to a spot further away saying. “Right over there.

“I was serving from over there when it accidentally veered off to this side”

The spot Mia pointed out was nearly twenty yards away, a distance from which a stray ball could, under freak circumstances, realistically fly over to Isabella’s position

Isabella looked from the spot back to Mia, her eyes piercing “Tet me double check Youre absolutely positive you served from over there, the ball came to me, and then I hit it back and injured you?”

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Her voice carried a heavy weight as she added, “This is your final chance to tell the truth.

“Otherwise…”

Hearing this, Mia sneered, entirely convinced that Isabella was cornered and merely trying to bluff her way into making them back down.

Too bad for her, not a chance!

I am going to utterly ruin her reputation and credibility right in front of everyone.

She dared to ignore me and even had the nerve to hurt me.

Isabella deserves every bit of this!

Who does she think she is compared to me?

She isn’t even fit to breathe the same air.

When I aimed that ball at her, she should have broken down in tears and panicked, but she actually had the audacity to blast it back and break my nose!

She needs to be put in her place!

Fueled by malice, she threw her shoulders back and stated firmly, “That’s exactly it! I was right over there, accidentally sent the ball your way, and you intercepted it and violently slammed it right into my face!”

She pointed aggressively to the bridge of her nose to emphasize the injury.

Isabella’s gaze shifted away from Mia, locking onto the distant spot before she called out to the surrounding crowd, “Can someone throw me a volleyball?”

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